Bronze Fang Ding didn’t move!
Although the bronze Fang Ding is extremely heavy, the former Soviet ink will pick up its strength!
And now …
Suddenly Su Mo realized one thing.
His elixir has been destroyed and his elixir has been shattered!
His Dan Dao was abruptly broken!
Su Mo’s consciousness runs Dan’s chest center, but it hurts like a tear!
"hmm!"
Sue ink stuffy hum a body shaking the forehead emerge a fine layer of sweat.
Dan’s dull face is covered with shocking cracks!
Su Mo carefully felt that his face was even uglier.
Dan can’t save it
Then the situation is worse!
The abdomen in the abdomen swings like a virtual black hole without a trace of spiritual force.
Su Mo took a deep breath and slowly condensed the surrounding aura.
He can still feel the aura and breathe it into his body.
However, after the aura enters the abdomen, it will disappear, and the root will not be in stop for a minute in the abdomen!
Now his abdomen is like a leaking airbag.
Water can go in but it won’t stay.
That is to say, even if Su Mo wants to practice again step by step from the condensate gas environment, it is wishful thinking!
That is to say, abolishing the elixir is the cruelest punishment for monks.
Because you don’t even have a chance to practice again!
Su Mo clenched his teeth and his eyes were filled with unyielding color. He tried his best to pick up the bronze Fang Ding.
At the same time, he absorbed the aura, and when the gas circulation was short, he hit the bag and sent the bronze Fang Ding in.
This is a very simple move.
But Su Mo spent a lot of effort, sweating, pale and panting.
Su Mo gave a miserable smile.
Practicing today, his powerful posture has pushed almost all monks of the same rank across the great realm to slay their opponents!
He is called the first Uber in all ages by major forces!
I didn’t expect to be reduced to this one day.
Although Su Mo still has a strong blood force, it is impossible to really strive for the glory of the world.
Let alone seek revenge from Taoist Xuanyu one day.
"is this my destiny?"
Su Mo clenched his fists too hard on his phalanges and looked pale!
"I don’t want to I am unwilling! I don’t! "
"I want to fight for my life even if I give everything!"
Sharp nails pierced the palm of your hand and oozed blood. Su Mo was unaware that there was a strange lotus flower in her eyes!
Fox crouched in Su Mo’s footsteps and looked up at him with a worried face.
Although she can’t speak, she can feel Su Mo’s pain and unyielding heart at this time.
Nothing is more desperate than losing hope.
Just then there was a sudden chanting outside the door.
"If I smell kindness, cultivate one’s morality, be good at Buddhism, wisdom and wisdom, I will know that there are tens of billions of beings in the world …"
As pure as Sanskrit, the free time reverberates endlessly and moistens the dust heart.
But someone is chanting scriptures outside.
Chapter five hundred and eleven The ancient temple in ten thousand
"Huh?"
This sound interrupted Su Mo’s thoughts.
There are really living people in the valley where dragons are buried!
Su Mo pushed the door and saw a young novice monk sitting cross-legged on a futon with an ancient book on his chest.
Su Mo Zheng slightly.